People,

What can I tell you? It's 4:30 in the morning and I am wide awake with nasty heartburn. Life is, of course, terrible.

Ladyfriend Sarah is studying for the MCAT right now and so we talk everyday about things biological and chemical. We talk about it so much that the lingo has permeated just about every part of my life. For instance, right before I woke up with this raging fire in my chest I was having a dream that people kept calling me an autotroph (an organism that "makes its own food" and does not require previously formed organic materials from the environment) and lo and behold I am, sitting here slowly digesting myself. Dag.

Anyway, right now I am the only person awake in my house - the only person who'll be awake for hours. It's kind of nice to be able to sit in the quiet with my thoughts, completely undisturbed, surrounded by piles of my roommates clothes that I'm going to serruptitiously try on and do solo fashion shows with.

Addendum: Whoah. I really wrote that at 4:30. Note to self - Don't write the journal at 4:30.